Runaway

Lyrics

[Intro: Shane Told] Look at ya! Look at ya! Look at ya! Look at ya! [Chorus: Shane Told] And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit, just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So, I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them, that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away, as fast as you can [Verse 1: Shane Told] She found pictures in my email I sent this bitch a picture of my dick I don't know what it is, with females But, I'm not too good at that shit See, I could have me a good girl And still be addicted to them hood rats And, I just blame everything on you At least you know that's what I'm good at [Chorus: Shane Told] And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit, just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So, I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away, as fast as you can [Bridge: Shane Told] Run away from me, baby, run away Run away from me, baby, run away Doesn't have to get crazy Why can't she just run away? Baby, I got a plan Run away, as fast as you can [Verse 2: Cam Hunter of Down With Webster] Okay, '24/7, 365, groupies stay on their grind I-I-I-I get it, alright I'll help you get it But now that you're here, either leave or get with it I'm not a chauvinist, this is just reality You can't afford guilt on a rock band salary Mickey, full of vodka, you're looking like Mallory Fuck counting money, you should stick to counting calories Let me tell you this thing here is wearin' thin Unless, you've got a couple friends that want sharing in Yesterday, you were outside staring in And now you're here, and next week you'll be here for them Every tour bus visit, every laminate Comes with expectations, from that band you're with This is everyday business, so manage it Or runaway, now, if your ass can't handle it [Verse 3: Shane Told] Never was much of a romantic I could never take the intimacy And I know it did damage Plus, the look in your eyes is killing me I guess you knew of an advantage Because, you could blame me for everything And I don't know how I'ma manage If one day, you just up and leave [Chorus: Shane Told] And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit, just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most So, I think it's time for us to have a toast Let's have a toast for the douchebags Let's have a toast for the assholes Let's have a toast for the scumbags Every one of them, that I know Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs That'll never take work off Baby, I got a plan Run away, as fast as you can